You know evil, know it well

The tree gave up its fruit at once 

Ah! My hand it burns 

Scarred with these prints 

They will live when I die, that is a fact 

The blood will drain 

Infection will mix with the blue corpse 

But you have it here 

You see how it is like the wind 

At your back and at your face 

Leaves drop or aching branches creak 

You walk alone down boulevards 

I take you to the sky 

Take you to the sky [3x]